Chapter 38: Darkness Becomes HIm

Shayla

There he stood with his smug grin, clenched fists, and gritted teeth.

Shayla could see the sweat piling up on his forehead with each step she took progressively closer to the thing she hated most in this world.

He was nervous, rightfully so. She was about to destroy his world and she didn't care if it meant ending her own.

He needed to be taken out of this life. He was no good to anyone around him, even when he portrayed himself as such. He was fake and evil, and he gave every wolf in this godforsaken place a bad name, including her and her pack.

As she slowly made her way to where he stood, she could see the veins bulging on his neck and forearms. He clenched his fists even tighter than before.

What was he going to do, hit a lady?

That's what she hoped for.

Bring it old man.

And without hesitation she jetted towards him, heart beating wildly inside her body. It was now or never.